13 meals of Indian curry, 30 potatoes, 7 pineapples, 16 mini bananas, 30 hours of flying, 2 ambien, 6 movies, a broken toe, 2 kankles, 21 desks, one jellyfish sting, 19,340 feet of altitude and zero pain from a stress fracture later, I am officially back from Africa. Photos to come.
What is it with me going into the woods and American musical icons kicking the bucket? One of the last times I was in Canadian wilderness I returned to the news the Jerry Garcia had died. The biggest question on my mind is not who's talking to the man in the mirror but who owns all the Beatles music...
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